Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Echospace to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lakeside,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker,
Alton Ellis,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terry Callier,
Parry Music,
Au Pairs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Germs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Easy Going,
The Martian,
The Electric Prunes,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Faust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fluxion,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marine Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cramps,
Y Pants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Clarke,
The Pretty Things,
Nas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wasted Youth,
Outsiders,
Index,
The Fire Engines,
Archie Shepp,
Motorama,
Tres Demented,
X-102,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.